Owen Betts: Welcome to this edition of Sims Entertainment where we present: “Heartthrob, Where Are They Now?”


Owen: I’m Owen Betts talking to you live in front of the home of James Sanderson and Lexie Day here in Brindleton Bay. It’s been nearly five years since the boyband sensation, Heartthrob, broke apart and went their separate ways much to the angst of almost every teenaged girl in the country. We all know what happened to James–he went on to produce two platinum albums, he married Lexie Day, a Velvet’s Secret supermodel, and is a parttime judge on the very popular “Sing It” contest show.

But what happened to the rest of the band members? Where are they now?


Owen: Charlie Tsui, who used to date Lexie Day, was the first band member to leave the music business completely. A classically trained dancer, he now tours with the San Myshuno dance company, doing modern dance shows in every major city.


We have exclusive footage of Charlie spending time with an otherwise unknown woman in Forgotten Hollow.


Sims Entertainment received exclusive word that this woman is none other than Lexie Day’s best friend, Domina Langosta, who grew up in Forgotten Hollow.


Will this self-proclaimed bachelor finally settle down? Time will tell.


Next, we catch up with the most unusual band member of all: Nathan Murdock. He married the woman who brought LARPing or Live Action Role Playing into the mainstream. Her name is Brooke Marx, whose altar ego is called, Elara Shadowalker, a queen of the night who seeks power, destruction and vengeance.


They now own several mansions where they hold their exclusive LARP-ing club conventions. Here is one of them in Newcrest.


As you can see, they are posing for this picture with their triplets, Uriah, Dusty, and Mala. We hear the children love to join in the fun, too.


Owen: Now, my correspondent, Gabby Steele, will tell you about the rest of the band members while we wait on our team in Selvadorada who will be peeking in on James Sanderson and Lexie Day. Gabby? Are you there?


Gabby: I’m here, Owen. As you can see behind me, I’m in front of one of the world’s most famous wedding chapels, Blossom Park. It’s famous for its cherry blossom trees, beautiful decorations, and its horse and carriage buggy rides.


Only a few weeks ago, it was here where former Heartthrob, Maddox Brock, wed none other than movie star and Sims Academy Award winner, Carmella Parris.


The two have been seen together for the past two months and now, it seems they’ve tied the knot, surprising the whole world. It is purported that Maddox will be coming out with his own album later on next year.

We here at Sims Entertainment wish the happy couple many years of marital bliss!


Next, we have a cute picture of the last member of the band, Kaluah. He was the first to get married to his longtime sweetheart, Kate Meadows. I’m happy to report the couple is doing extremely well.


They are organic farmers, living in Aurora Skies. They have one child–a little boy named Kai.

Looks like they’re encouraging creative freedom, doesn’t it, Owen?


Owen: It sure does, Gabby. Oh wait! I’m getting word that we’ve found James and Lexie at their vacation home in Selvadorada. It looks as if they are playing with their three year old son, Liam. Let’s peek in on how they’re doing.


James: Shhh…Liam. Don’t show Mommy we have these water guns. Okay? It’ll be a surprise.


Lexie: Hey…what are my two partners in crime whispering about? Hmm?


James: Oh…we’re doing nothing. Right, Liam?

Liam: Nuffing, Mommy.


James: Oh my God! Is that a parrot in that tree over there?


Lexie: Where? I don’t see anything.


James: Think fast!

Lexie: So help me God, James, YOU BETTER NOT!


Owen (laughing): Well, it looks as if Lexie is about to get soaked. As you can see, the family is doing superbly and Lexie is about five months pregnant with another son.

On behalf of Sims Entertainment and the whole country full of their fans, we want to wish them a happy and healthy vacation.

And on that note, we’d like to announce that James and Lexie have a reality tv program coming out called, “Heart & Day”, where we follow them around on their normal day to day activities in the couple’s crazy famous lives. Should be a good time for all.

I’m Owen Betts, signing out and wishing you and yours a Merry Winterfest.



Where Are The Heartthrob’s Friends?

Reese and Copper live in a small apartment in San Myshuno. Reese still works at a marketing firm, rising in the ranks. She’s now a senior level manager. Sadly, she lost her baby and had to have a hysterectomy. Copper had their child, Nina, and the happy couple are expecting another child soon! Copper has her own pet sitting and grooming business.


Colin broke up with his latest boyfriend and is now dating one of Lexie’s bodyguards. The couple is very much in love. We expect to hear wedding bells any moment.


Cory has quit his band and is now in production with Dayspring Records. We will find out more about him in Generation 6.







Thank you for reading this silly epilogue. I hope you liked it. Remember my new adventure fantasy, THE WISHCASTER will update on Monday. If you’d like to receive notices about it, just subscribe by hitting the follow button at the bottom (if you have a WordPress site.) If not, here is a discord server I’ve set up: WISHCASTER DISCORD. I will also post a thread on the Sims Message board. And I’ll be updating on Tumblr as well.












Chapter 5.50


Warning: sexual situations


Dad and Beau told James and me about visiting Selvadorada when they were our age. James had a lot of time off since he wasn’t set to tour for a while and I just needed a break.

Oh. My. GOD!

First of all, the place was definitely the garden of Eden. Why the hell it took me this long to visit was a crime to my inner peace.

Once we’d arrived, I took a selfie right away (along with about 600 other pictures of everything right down to the fluttering butterflies which were EVERYWHERE!)


James was so cute. He wanted to plan out everything and surprise me. He’d rented out this gorgeous cabin in the town square (which was super convenient for getting our supplies when we went hiking.)


A little jetlagged, we chilled in our bedroom for a bit until it was time to eat dinner. I gazed out the window, feeling so happy just to be here with my boyfriend. We’d been hassled so much for the past six months ever since James announced his love for me publicly. Right now, we were the “It” couple and the paps were a thousand times worse than ever before. BUT no one knew who we were in this little country. It was a welcome break.


James picked at a tear in his jeans. He seemed nervous for some reason.


Pulling on my arm, he said, “Babydoll, let’s go hiking before the sun sets. I’m getting stir crazy.”


“Are you kidding me?” I said, pulling him up on the bed and snuggling into him. “Don’t you just want to relax? We’ve got nothing to do. No schedules. No fans to avoid. It’s just you and me and that gorgeous Selvadorada view to keep us company.”


Yanking me up off the bed, he said, “I know. That’s why I want to hike INTO that view. Come on. You’re going even if I have to drag you.”

I giggled and yelled, “Put me down, you Neanderthal. That’s not how you treat a woman. You can’t just drag me wherever you want to go.”


Dipping me near the bed, he said, “Oh yeah? Looks like I’m doing a pretty good job. Want to stay and do something else?”


I arched an eyebrow. “I’m game if you are.”


“Nope. You’ll have to wait until after our hike.”

Jerking back, trying to get out of his arms, I said, “Nooo…wait! I want to staaaaay!”


We both collapsed on the bed, laughing. Pulling me into his arms, James said with a serious look on his face, “Listen, Lexie, I’ve heard the falls are really romantic here, and I’d love to take you there. Won’t let me?”

Awww…when he put it that way, how could I refuse?



He was soooo right. The falls were AMAZING! I felt like I’d just stepped onto the set of Jurrassic Planet. Looking around for dinosaurs rumbling out of the mist, I squealed inside. It was so surreal. Just then, I caught James staring at me. “What?” I asked. “Do I have spinach on my teeth or something?”


“No…you’re just…beautiful.”


Then he took my hand and dropped on one knee.

I didn’t hear a word he said because I was freaking out so much. (And the falls were thundering like a herd of elephants behind me.)


But once he slipped a huge rock on my left finger, it didn’t matter. I was a blubbering, ugly crying mess. All I could do was nod furiously. YES! Yes, I’ll marry the man of my dreams. My best friend, lover, person I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.


Rubbing off my tears, he said, “See why I wanted to come here so badly?”

I nodded again. What happened to my words? I usually always blabbed. But he took my breath away. I was so in love.


“I love you,” he whispered. Then he gave me a sweet soft kiss.


I had no idea how long we were there, but we just gazed at each other, reveling in what just had happened. I was going to marry James Alessandro Sanderson. I couldn’t wait.



The wedding came along so quickly, I couldn’t believe it. It’d seemed like yesterday, not a year ago, that James had asked me to marry him. Mom zipped up my wedding dress as nervous jitters buzzed through me.


James’ mom, Silvia Ventura, said in her thick, Italian accent, “Cosi bella…your granddaughter is beautiful, Nonna Siobhan.”

“She is…just like her mother,” Grandma said.

James’ mother had flown out from Italy for the ceremony. I’d spent a few days with her. She was so sweet, and a famous singer in her own right, which made me kind of nervous. But get her with James’ father, Liam, and the two fought like vipers warring over a mouse. Yeah…James was the mouse. We thought about separating them at the ceremony, but it would be held in a tiny chapel. I opted for a small ceremony–best friends and family only. We also kept paparazzi at bay by promising all of them pictures, otherwise, we’d have helicopters flying over the venue.


Mom adjusted my veil. “You think this color of lipstick is okay, Mom?” I asked. I wanted to look perfect for James. He was a stickler about his own makeup when he was Jenny. (But he didn’t mind what I wore and always said I looked beautiful even if I didn’t have any makeup on and slummed around in cut offs and a t-shirt.)



Once everyone was ready, we all piled into a limo, and it ferried us to an exclusive resort. I’d let it slip that I felt our life was a fairytale and our wedding should definitely be one. I didn’t think James would take that so literally! He actually found a fairy chapel in the woods only two hours from San Myshuno!


Organ music of the song, Babydoll, rang through the chapel.

Our eyes locked and he gave me a smile which always made me swoon.

Pinch me! Was I dreaming or what?


Every nerve hummed as Dad walked me down the aisle. It was a fairy dream come true (and it helped that I had the Sisterhood wear fairy costumes to complete the fantasy.)


My eight year old brother, Brayden, winked at me–that kid was always clowning. Even on my most special day! Rylie, Mom and Jack’s daughter, was milling around beside him while the triplets were playing hide and seek. I decided not to worry about it. It was just the family here with all our besties. And besides, they’d start screaming if Uncle Beau said anything to them.


As Dad brought me to James, he bent down and kissed me, saying, “I love you, sweetheart.”

I noticed Colin and James’ brother, Carter, smiling as James pulled me close to him. I was shaking like a scared kitten!


Honestly, our vows were a blur. I couldn’t keep from tearing up as I told him how much James meant to me–that he was my best friend, my once-in-a-lifetime, the love of my life. I promised him everything I could give and more. He’d always let me be the crazy person I was and I told him I promised I wouldn’t make him crazy. (I got a lot of laughs on that one.) And I promised I’d always work on us because we were worth every last blood, sweat and tear. “I’ll always love you, baby,” I said at the end.


James’ vows to me were in a poem which was the most beautiful thing he could give me.

“Alexis Bianca Day,

On this day,

I give you my heart,

My promise,

My vow,

That I will walk with you,

Arm in arm,

Wherever our path takes.

Laughing, loving, learning,



You’re my best friend,

My super hero,

My geeky sweetheart,

My babydoll.

I love you.

I always will.”


Swept up in a cauldron of emotion, we kissed, sealing our love for one another. I was in heaven. Truly.


And I didn’t even notice the little marauders throwing around the rose petals and screaming like banshees.




Once we got home from our honeymoon, James wanted to go shopping. He said all my clothes were rags and he’d like to buy me something special.

Rags. I laughed. I had the best designers on my favorites list in my phone. But he was insistent, soo…how could I say no to my sweet hubby? Let him spoil me!

“Here?” I whined. It was the mall. And yeah, we were wearing our disguises, but I had nightmares about crafty paparazzi sniffing us out. I mean…the mustache James made me wear was kind of laughable.

“Yes, here, Lexie. Don’t worry. No one will recognize us.”


“But Damien, the clerk, knows us.”


“He knows me as Jenny. Not you in your disguise. Now come on! No stalling.”


“But it’s never going to work. Can’t we go to Gratus Couture? They’ll be discreet.”

He kept a grip on my arm. “Lexie…I know what I’m doing. Do you think I want fans to find out?”

He had a point there, so I relented.


When we got to the shop, James said, “So, Damien, did you get the things I ordered put into the dressing room?”


“Of course, Jenny, dear. They’re hanging up in dressing room one.”


“Thanks ever so much,” James said, giving the guy a little wink. I rolled my eyes. He was over-doing it.


Grabbing my hand, he whispered, “Come on!”

“But won’t he think it’s weird if I come with you?” I hissed.

“He doesn’t care. You’re my HUSBAND!”


Once inside, I plopped off that itchy, hot wig and mustache and started undressing so I could try on the clothes. I wondered why James flung his pants and underwear off. But those thoughts didn’t last two seconds when he pounced.

“Wha…what are you doing?” I breathed.

“Do you want me to stop?” he said, not stopping. Not stopping at all. I couldn’t think straight.


Hitting him, I whispered, “Won’t Damien hear us?”


“He’s busy with other customers, babydoll, but I’ll stop if you want me to.”

Liar. He had no intentions of stopping because he knew I wouldn’t say no. How could I? He knew exactly how to turn me on.

Breathing heavy, I said, “But what if…someone…wants to use the dressing room?”


He exhaled in my ear, sending shivers down my neck. “Then we’ll be quick. Okay?”


GOD! I couldn’t believe we were doing it in a dressing room at Ever After Boutique. But oh…it was SOOOO sexy. Not gonna lie.

We were both done in record time, panting and clinging to one another in sweat.

Then I chuckled, rubbing the little patch of stubble on his cheek that he’d missed. “Was this on your bucket list, baby?” Can anyone say I’ve got the cutest, adorable, most sexy husband on the planet?


“It was…I’d always wanted to do this with you ever since I fell in love with you when I was Jenny. What do you think?”


“I think I want to have your babies.”

He laughed then kissed me, making me hunger for him all over again. If I’d like to have kids, we’d have to start somewhere.

Oh. My. GOD!

What was I saying????



I want to thank RABOOSKI for creating FAIRYTALE WEDDING just for this episode. I’m proud to say it received a Maxis favorite. It’s amazing! It’ll be featured in my new story, THE WISHCASTER. If you’d like to receive notices about it, just subscribe. The website is already available.

Thank you to Maladi, Trip, Lady Lobster, Aud, Bugsie, CitizenErased, Munterbacon, Cement, SpectresValkyrie, Damaro, nbgangelova, Simslover, Skcaga, Wralai, and SilentWolf for allowing me to abuse, I mean, use your sims for this story. They were the best characters I’ve ever had to work with! So creative! ❤ *Applause*

Sadly, I’m pausing this story for a while as I have other work to get accomplished and this just takes too much of my creative energy to keep up with. I do promise I’ll get back to it once things settle down for me.

I’ll be posting an epilogue to this on Friday then THE WISHCASTER starts the following Monday where I’ll be posting it once a week.

Thank you for being loyal readers. It’s been a joy to follow this journey of these crazy sims with you.














Chapter 5.49


Can anyone say, weddings, weddings, weddings? Because, yeah, that’s what I was attending for the next three weeks. As I crested my 26th year, it seemed like everyone who wasn’t a rabbit was getting married. (Those who WERE rabbits were getting knocked up. BOTH Reese and Copper were officially preggers! *SCREAM* More toddlers in my future. WAH! They still were going to name their first born James or Jamie. Go figure.)

First, Kate and Kaluah ran off without telling anyone. The paps outed them though.

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I sent a text to Kate with tons of mad, sad, and LIVID emojis, so she sent an apology with this cute pic of them. Awww…I forgave them both and wished them well. They gambled at Lucky Palms for their honeymoon. (I didn’t get gambling, but hey, they had fun.)


The following week was what we in the Sisterhood dubbed “The Eternal Bond of Shadowmoon”. It was the most bizarre wedding I’d ever attended.

The venue gave me…shivers.


It looked like a bargain basement motel that a vampire would stay at.


And once the vows happened, my mouth fell open.

Well, the vows were one sided, really. Lord Bloodmoon promised everything.

Both of them stared at each other for an uncomfortably long time.


Then Lord Bloodmoon fell to his knees, bowing.


Elara glared and sighed. “I’m waiting,” she said in a frightening tone.


Lord Bloodmoon cleared his throat. I felt for the guy. Did he really want to marry…THAT? Brooke, my bff, I could understand, but not…evil Elara.


“I…uh…” He stopped then coughed. My skin prickled. Was he going to back out? Leave her at the altar? I guessed I couldn’t blame him, but I thought he would have bolted by now. It’d been three years!

Then I saw tears in his eyes. He was so touched by what he was about to do!


Placing his hand over his heart, he said, “I promise you, Elara Shadowalker, my total and utter devotion. I will love, honor, cherish and obey you for the rest of my days even into the afterlife. I give you my servitude without question or discontent. I am your slave. Forever and ever.”


Then he lowered his head even further, whispering, “My queen. My adoration. My reason to live.”


Without a word, Elara took Lord Bloodmoon by the neck and forced her fingers into his mouth, making him gag. “You are MINE! Until either your spirit is cast into the depths of eternal damnation or until I’m tired of you, whichever comes first. And if you so much as look at another woman, so help me, I vow I’ll hunt you down and dismember you, watching you die a slow death as your entrails spill out of your despicable, cheating body. Mark my word. It is so.”

Choking, he managed, “It is so.”


Then she trailed her tongue all over his chest and neck as he moaned in pain. I wondered if she had some sort of cage around his dick that would hurt him if… Oh. My. GOD!


“People! Get a room, will you? Not everyone wants to see that!” I yelled at them.

But it was as if that turned them on even more.

James just laughed.


Thank God Brooke and Nathan had a normal wedding about thirty minutes after that scene at a church down the street. Geeze! I wondered if Elara had permanently damaged him. But then I thought, nah…Elara wanted kids. She’d make sure not to hurt Lord Bloodmoon Jr. too much.


Fast forward to the following weekend and I was in Brindleton Bay for my bff from high school, Gabby Cook’s, wedding. She was marrying Cory’s longtime friend and band partner, Wyatt Roth. She’d asked me to be in her wedding, but I was so busy, I could barely manage to come for the ceremony and a little bit of the reception. My other friends from high school were her bridemaids, Mariana Sala and Carly Hamlin.


The vows were so sweet, they made me wistful. My mind wandered to how my life would have been so different if we hadn’t moved away from Brindleton Bay. What if I’d dated Cory that whole time? Would I have married him, stayed in this town, and lived a totally different life? A quiet one.

Something inside me ached for what Gabby had. She was a local hair dresser and Wyatt was a firefighter when he wasn’t playing gigs in his band. How totally cute and adorable was that?


Just then Cory caught my eye and grinned, making me all squishy inside.


I smiled back. Maybe it wasn’t too late. I didn’t have to keep being a super model, did I?

I looked at who I was–even now I was surrounded by my bodyguards. Paps could sniff out where I was at all times. It was like I had a tracker on or something. I hated that. Maybe Cory had the answers I’d been looking for all along.


At the reception, I had fun with my girlfriends. I’d missed all of them so much.


Next, Cory found me and gave me a huge hug. “God, are you real?” he asked. “It’s been too long, Lexie.”


I wiped a tear. I couldn’t believe I was getting this emotional over my old boyfriend.

“You look so…great, Lex. I’ve been watching your star rise this whole time. Velvet’s Secret supermodel? I’m so proud of you. See? I told you that you were the smartest, most beautiful girl on the planet.”


My cheeks grew warm. Was it 90 degrees outside or something? “Thanks,” I said, shyly.


“Oh, hey, I need to thank you,” he said, beaming.

Surprised, I asked, “Why?”

“Because I know it was you who put James Sanderson up to telling his producer to give my band a call. We did a demo for him and was chosen to be the replacements on their boyband label. We’re going to front for the Heartthrob’s last concert! It’s mind-blowing.”


All of this hit me like a tidal wave. Then “Heartthrob’s last concert” knocked me full on as if someone dumped a whole bucket of ice cold water on me. “What?” I asked.


“Oh, shit,” Cory said. “Um…I think I was supposed to keep it a secret about the Heartthrobs splitting. I signed a nondisclosure and everything. Man…but I thought at least you’d know.”

Mind reeling, I felt like James kicked me square in the stomach. But I didn’t want Cory to feel badly.


Putting on the fakest smile, I said, “Oh..yeah…right. I knew! Of course! Because James is my very best friend. He tells me everything.”


“Then you’ll be there, right?”

I shrugged. “Oh, well…I don’t know…”

“Oh, God, Lex, you’ve got to be there! Listen, I’ll leave you a pass for the VIP section, okay? And I’ll meet up with you afterwards. Please say yes.”


Aww…he looked so cute, how could I disappoint him? “Sure, Cory. I wouldn’t miss it.”


Grinning, he said, “It’ll be just like old times.”


I told him I had to leave to catch my plane and promised I’d see him in two weeks for the concert.

As I turned around, my stomach clenched. The Heartthrobs were splitting up and I’d never heard one word about it.


By the time I got back to my place, my blood was boiling. What kind of asshole doesn’t tell his very best friend that his band is splitting up? We’d spent nearly every day together and not once did he mention it. Did he not trust me?

What’s more, he helped Cory’s band be their replacement! And he didn’t think this was news I’d like to know?


Fuming, I pressed his number.




I’d practiced this song so many times, I knew I would nail it at our concert, but I couldn’t help feeling nervous about it. What if she didn’t like it? Just then my phone buzzed.


“Speak of the devil,” I said, chuckling. “Hey, Lexie! Back from Brindleton Bay? How was the wedding?”


What I got was an earful. She was yelling at me so much, I had no idea what the hell she was saying. “Whoa. Slow down. What’s going on?”


She then accused me of not trusting her and that I went behind her back and got Cory’s band and other shit I couldn’t quite understand. “Hold up,” I said, “Did you check your mail? There’s a letter and a VIP pass in there for you that’ll explain everything.”


Instead of listening to me, she started crying then hung up.

“What the fuck, Lexie?” I yelled at the phone. I couldn’t believe she was mad. “Just read your damn mail!” But she couldn’t hear me.


I called her over and over again and sent a ton of texts. But she wouldn’t respond.



I put James on ignore. That would show him. How dare he produce Cory’s band without telling me? And on top of that, not say a word about the Heartthrobs breaking up. It was like he was throwing me into Cory’s arms. Did I tell him I wanted Cory as my boyfriend? I didn’t remember saying anything like that.

I refused to open the letter he mentioned, too. Instead, I crumpled it up and threw it away.

Then, to spite him, (and because I was curious), I went to the concert anyway but only to see Cory. I’d ignore all things Heartthrob. I was so sick to death of them I could scream.

Cory’s band did amazing. I didn’t realize he could even dance. Their theme was so different from the Heartthrobs, too.


They had a mix of tribal dance with breakdance moves. The teens ate it up.


And their sound was indie surf merged with the same kind of “I love you” lyrics all boybands had. A cool blend and unique. Fresh.


Next the Heartthrobs took the stage. Oh. My. GOD!

I didn’t want to watch them, but how could anyone help it? They were epic. No one could come close to their sound, their moves…they just stole the stage wherever they went.


I couldn’t help but watch them. Especially James. He’d taken my breath away from the first time I’d seen him. Even more than Charlie. I remembered how I didn’t want to get swept away by his baby blue eyes, but he was so talented.

How could they break up? And why?

But then I got angry about James not telling me, and I sat down, trying not to look at the monitor we had in the VIP section.


Suddenly, Cory walked in. I popped up, saying, “There’s the next superstar! Cory! You did awesome!”

“You think so?” he asked.

“Oh, God, yes! It was amazing!”


He gave me a hug, squeezing me tight and whispered, “Thanks, Lex. That means a lot.”


He put on a shirt then we chatted for a while. Cory told me all about Surf’s UP’s future plans and what a rush all of this was. I encouraged him to always work hard like the Heartthrobs. But even the mention of them to Cory made me choke up. I had to get out of there before I lost it.


I told Cory I had to go to the bathroom. When I rose, I heard James’ voice echo as the crowd hushed. “What the…?”


James was all decked out in a butterfly jacket by himself on stage.

“I have an announcment to make. With half our band getting married and wanting to move on, it’s time my bandmates go their separate ways.”


The teenagers wailed. Oh my God, you would have thought he’d committed hara-kiri right there on stage. But I had to admit, hearing those words come out of his mouth made me want to shake a fist right along with them.

Once they’d quieted down, he went on, “But I’m happy to announce, I’m going solo.”

More screaming, shouting, cheering. This took me aback even more.

“So, I want to perform the title song of my debut album. I’ve written it for my very best friend. You see, she’s mad at me right now because I didn’t tell her about all of this. I’d wanted it to be a surprise, but I guess I screwed up. Lexie, if you’re out there, I’m sorry and I hope you’ll forgive me.”


“Holy Heartthrob,” I whispered at the monitor, putting my hands on my hips. “What the freak are you up to, James?”


The introduction was a beautiful, melodic piece–so lovely, I was already captured by it.


Then he started singing.

“When I first saw you standing there,

You took my breath away…”


As he sang, the music surrounded him and he stopped playing while stepping on the keyboard.

“You were like a butterfly, flitting in the wind.

I couldn’t capture you, 

No matter how hard I tried.

You had you’re own path to take…


“But I knew you were all that I needed.”

He raised his hands.

“So what do I have to do?”


He jumped down and the screen flashed the words, “Babydoll”.

“To get to be with you….


Babydoll, babydoll, 
Please say yes to me…


“I love you…

Babydoll, Babydoll,

I love you…”


When I heard those words, tears spurted in my eyes as my heart pounded.

I swallowed.

James loved…ME?


I was thinking about why I’d been so angry and upset that he seemed to not care about me. He didn’t tell me about the band splitting. Didn’t tell me he was going solo. And it also seemed as if he just wanted to shove Cory at me.

But I was so wrong.

He did it all for me. Whether I responded to him or not.

With a heavy heart, I looked at poor Cory’s hopeful eyes.

“Cory?” I said. “I…um…I’m sorry. I’ve got to go.”


He looked as if he was thinking then gave me a side smile. “Well, what are you waiting for, Lex? The song’s almost over. Go to him!”


That’s all I needed to hear. I whispered, “Thanks, Cory.” Then I bolted up on stage. (In heels, no less. That was a feat in itself!) And I launched my body right at him.

Plastering a warm kiss on his lips, I wanted to let him know exactly how I felt.


Then I warned, “You better not ever keep something like this from me again.”


Instead of whispering sweet promises in my ear, he said, “Whoa…Lexie! You’re too heavy!” And he fell backwards like a cheap lawnchair.


Rubbing his butt, he whined, “I think you broke my ass.”

“Oh my God, you’re such a baby,” I chided.


Pulling him up, the crowd started chanting, “JA-MIE! JA-MIE! JA-MIE!”

James slipped his arms around my waist and said, “Hear that, babydoll? We have our very own ship name. They love you.”

I giggled, not believing any of this was happening. “I guess so.” Rubbing his face, I said, “We’ve come a long way, huh?”


Next the crowd roared another chant, “KISS! KISS! KISS!”

I looked at him, and asked, “What do you think? Should we?”

He pulled my face to his and said, “We can’t disappoint our fans.”


“But…” I countered. Pressing his lips to mine, he cut off my sentence. I sucked in a breath as he slid his tongue into my mouth, setting every single nerve in me on fire.

Oh, God…I’d forgotten how good he could kiss. My heart exploded into five zillion happy face emojis, and I didn’t even think about the crowd, Cory, Charlie, no one.

It was just me and James.

The one whom I’d loved all this time and didn’t even know it.


Can anyone say, Happily Ever After?

Yeah, I can.


















Chapter 5.48


Lexie looked so cute as a gnome. I had to try to hide a laugh when I saw her. But I thought she’d arrive in a wig and glasses when I’d told her to show up in a costume. She was still the same silly Lexie–superstardom hadn’t changed her– so I shouldn’t have been surprised. I hadn’t seen her in months, but every time I did, she had a way of stealing my heart with her still naive ways.


“Now, look, Lexie, pick out a wig and something that will hide your curves. It’s easy. Then some sunglasses. I’ll be right out here waiting on you.”


Not saying anything (because she couldn’t in that outfit), she dutifully marched into the wardrobe room.


When she popped out looking like the Queen of Hearts slammed into the Mad Hatter, I wanted to pull my wig off in frustration.


“What about this outfit, Jen? I look fab, don’t I?” Then she made a little rawr noise.


I rolled my eyes. “That’s worse than the gnome outfit.”


Snapping my fingers, I made her try again. Finally, she came out in something that blew me away. It changed her look. No one would recognize her in that. And she looked half way normal.

Cringing, she said, “What do you think?”


“Nailed it!” I crooned. “Who would have guessed you’d look good as a guy? Put on some sunglasses and even Jenny would go out with you.”


She rummaged around the store and found some aviators that went perfectly with her jacket. Arching her eyebrows, she said, “So…you wanna go out, babe?”


I twirled my fingers as she put her arm around me. “Maybe. But just so you know, you keep your hands to yourself  on the first date. I need someone who doesn’t love me just for my boobs.”

“No problem. I’m not a boob guy anyway. I like a tight ass.”

“Well…I do have one of those,” I said, in a sultry tone.


“But wait, darling,” I said, stopping. “You do realize you’re going to have to pay a lot of money to impress me. I don’t do dutch.”

“I got it covered. Where do you want to go? The Star Club? The Ritz? I’m good for it.”

“How about the coffee shop at the mall?” I asked, hoping she’d realize why I wanted to go there. We went to a coffee place on our first and only date.

Without missing a beat, she said, “Damn, you got high dollar tastes. But I think I’ll be able to buy you a white chocolate mocha.”

“Oh, sweetheart, you remembered that’s my favorite,” I said, smiling.


I knew we were playing a game, but inside, I’d hoped that maybe she felt something between us, too.

When we arrived at the shop, she grinned at me with so much affection, I couldn’t help thinking about how this “date” might end–in one of our penthouses, wigs flying off along with our clothes.


But I was getting ahead of myself. Lexie’d friendzoned me hard after her falling out with Charlie. And I was all about giving her space. She didn’t need another Heartthrob in her life with the tabloid craziness. But after things had calmed down, I went on tour and once I got back, I’d decided to ask her out. Unfortunately, that’s when she’d struck it big with Velvet’s Secret and almost overnight, she’d turned into this huge super model. I knew the press wouldn’t give us any privacy if we started dating. She hated the celebrity lens just as much as I did. So I decided friendship was all we had in our future. There’d be no way we could make it work when our fans would be breathing down our necks.

But when I looked into her eyes, all of me wanted to say, fuck it, and go with my heart.


We talked about random stuff going on–what’s new with her career. Lex was now doing a perfume line and gearing up for that took a lot of work.


“Oh and don’t get me started about the triplets,” she cried when I asked about her family. “Those little shits make Bray seem like he came straight from heaven. They’re in the tyrannical three stage. Oh. My. GOD! Shitload of trouble doesn’t even begin to describe it.”


I laughed. I pictured her running around, chasing after them. Or tripping after them. She tried to say she hated the ‘tiny turds” as she called them, but then she went into a lot of detail about all the cute things they did, and I could see straight through her. Even though she’d cuss at me if I said this out loud, she was going to be a great mom one day.


“So, what about you?” she asked. “Anything new going on with the Heartthrobs?”

As soon as she said it, I knew what I had to do. I either was going to float along in this friendzone forever, or I could change things between us.


I shrugged, telling her we were in between albums and that I was growing a little stale. I just needed some inspiration. She encouraged me not to give up but if I desired a break, maybe I should take a sabbatical like I’d done when I’d lived with the Sisterhood. Memories flooded of the time she’d begged me to stay at her place, pulling on my leg.


I got a little choked up at the memory and scooted back from the table, saying I was done with my coffee. Walking over to the counter, Lex followed as I sipped the last drop.

“Oh wow! I didn’t know he was still playing in his band,” Lex said.


A tiny ad for one of the local bands was placed on the wall of the shop. Often indie bands would play at dive bars all around SM. I never went or even noticed them usually.

Checking out the dudes, I said, “Sur’s Up? Do you know them?”


“It’s Surf’s Up–that’s an obvious typo and yeah. The lead used to be my boyfriend in high school. Remember I told you about him? Cory?”

Cory. That name struck a fear in me worse than any monster. No one and I mean NO ONE could ever measure up to the guy. Lex had often gone on a huge diatribe about why more men couldn’t be like him when she only knew me as Jenny.

And Cory was here? In San Myshuno?



“Well…do you know if the band is any good?” I was kicking myself for not changing the subject.

“They’re great,” she said. “I downloaded one of their songs a few years ago, but hadn’t heard about them since. It’s sad because they don’t have the producers you do, so know one knows about them.”


Before I could take it back, I said, “Well…do you want to go see them? I’m down if you are.”


She whipped around and stared at me. “You’d take me? Really?”


I chuckled. “Technically, you’d be taking me. You ARE paying for this date, you know. It’s a ten dollar cover. I hope you brought enough cash.”


She looked like she was about to cry. “James…you’re so…”


She sighed then took my hand.


“Nah…” she finally answered. “I’m not in the mood for indie surf music.”

This surprised me. “What are you in the mood for?”

“How about a movie? I heard the classic, When Barry Met Sophie, was on at the Grand Theater down the street. Want to go?”


I squeezed her hand. “Of course, baby doll. Whatever you want.”














Chapter 5.47


August & Beau, Briar: 43, Lexie, Cory, James: 26, Charlie: 28, Brayden: 7, Rylie: 3,  Triplets (born to August and Beau): Asher, Abby, Aria: 3, Darius: 36, Seth: 69 Siobhan: 67



I never would have guessed in a million years that one phone call would change my life. I’d never done runway modeling. Didn’t have the body for it. I was too busty and had too many curves (compared to the literal sticks on stick legs who normally cruised the runway). But Velvet’s Secret, the top women’s lingerie producer in the nation, was down a model for their new Love Me Angel line and they were in all kinds of frenzy trying to find an available one last minute.

I was like, whoa…my body just wouldn’t look right. But my agent assured me it would just be for one event. I’d get paid double if I’d help them out.

So, yeah. I did it. Felt stupid with all the feathers fluffing around my face and getting stuck in my lipstick. But I didn’t miss a beat and gave them my trademark “smolder”.


Who would have known the CEO, Bridgette Paramour, saw me and decided that I would be perfect as the new face of their upscale line.

Fast forward nine months, and I’m not kidding, my literal body was plastered everywhere that advertised the skimpy, lacey undies.


Billboards that, yeah, Dad wasn’t too happy about…flew up all over San Myshuno.



And if you went inside one of their shops, it was more than a little embarrassing.


I thought I’d become “known” when I was dating Charlie. What a joke! That was nothing compared to this. EVERYONE, not just Throbbers, recognized me. And many times, I’d just get tons of wolf whistles and all kinds of people wanting my autograph, pictures, you name it. I even had my own fanclub.


Consequently, I had to hire three body guards if I went anywhere. So different from just wearing a costume or leaving with one of the Heartthrob’s guards back in the day.


After Charlie, I didn’t want a serious relationship. Thankfully, I’d met up with Christian Romano (star of The Heffners) at an event last year. We hit it off and discovered that both of us: 1. Didn’t want anything serious. 2. Hated Charlie Tsui. Well, hate was a strong word. I didn’t hate Charlie. But there was a deep seated resentment there. After the blow out that day at his parents’ theme park, he never once tried to contact me. And as the months turned into years, lingering angry feelings sort of snowballed.

Christian had a falling out with Charlie over the woman Charlie was dating now, Carmella Parris, the actress who played Yasmine on the daytime drama, New Beginnings.


Seemed Carmella cheated with Charlie while Christian was in a serious relationship with her. Charlie claimed he didn’t know, but if he’d cared about his friend, why was he still seeing her?

So, we bonded over our Charlie war stories. Shared love angst made the heart grow fonder. (Yeah, I made that up.)

Christian took me to the newest movie premiere of the epic Super Serafina Salvation movie. He was so sweet to get us tickets, knowing I was still a geek at heart. (He didn’t really get into super hero action stuff, but he’d go for me. Aww…)

But then my eyes widened as we strolled to the bar afterwards. “Damn it. Would be our luck, they’d show up,” I hissed. Why the hell was Charlie and Carmella here? He hated action plots and there was no way Little Miss Perfect Carmella would sully her beaded dress to like comic book action characters.

“Calm down, darling,” Christian’s soothing voice lilted. “This is a popular nightclub, too. They’re probably here for dinner and dancing. Just ignore them.”


But we couldn’t ignore them because they’d waltzed right up to us.


Stunned, Charlie sort of warbled out an awkward hello as his face turned a nice shade of pink.

Carmella, on the other hand said, “I told you, Charlie, they’d be here for the premiere. Lexie is known for her freakish tastes in movies.”


A firestorm ignited inside me and I saw red. Putting my arm around Christian, I said, “Yeah, me and five million other geeks who want to see it. What did the news say about the predictions for opening day? Oh, yeah. It was going to blow out box office records.”

Christian pulled me tight and said, “Good evening to you both. I see, Carmella, that green really doesn’t look pretty on you.”


Then he hustled me away before I could dig my nails into Carmella’s bitch face.

I didn’t know what happened but that evening was full of raging passions. I figured Christian and I should always bump into Charlie and Carmella whenever we went out.



A few weeks went by when I saw James’ name flash on my phone. He wanted to meet up. We hadn’t seen each other in almost nine months since he’d gone on tour. That was one thing that’d never changed since I’d left the Heartthrob penthouse. And I was soooo thankful. James would always be my friend no matter what was going on in our lives.

He told me he was tired of running around with my body guards and that I needed to find a costume that would hide my face somehow. So, I thought I’d surprise him with one I found online. It was perfect.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t talk in it.

James looked me up and down and said, “My God, you’ve got to be kidding me. Lex, how in the hell are we even supposed to get you inside a door?”


I shrugged, but he couldn’t see it, so I waved my arms in an I-have-no-clue-this-was-your-idea way.


“What’s wrong? Can’t you even speak?” he asked.


I shook my head but the costume was too huge for him to notice, so I did a little dance. He laughed. “Very funny.”


Taking my hand, he added,”But it’s not that funny. Come on. We’ll get you a better outfit.”


We stopped at a kiddie costume shop down the street. How we were going to find anything that 1. Would hide my face, and 2. Wouldn’t look ridiculous? (Well, I already looked pretty ridiculous, so I guessed it couldn’t get any worse.) I was wishing I hadn’t given my bodyguards the day off.

























Chapter 5.46


I jumped on the first flight to San Myshuno. I didn’t think I’d stopped crying that whole time. Even the flight attendants brought me kleenexes and gave me pitiying looks. I looked like a blotchy, red faced, snot filled mess. Yeah. So embarrassing.

A part of me kept saying I needed to stop, talk to Charlie, and make up. I mean…why was I running?


But then I’d hear him forcing me to ditch whomever he felt jealous about and I just got angry all over again. He wasn’t going to control me. I wouldn’t stand for that. And over the past six months, I realized Charlie was a control freak and a perfectionist.


That was why he loved ballet dancing, fine dining, and classical music. To him, those represented perfection–nothing out of place. It made him calm when everything hummed in soothing, comforting tones. He was my total opposite. I’d known that from almost the first time I’d met him, but…I just couldn’t help myself. I fell in love. And opposites attract. Right?

I mean, his strength and softer attitude calmed me down. He was good for me. The Ying to my Yang…but…I guessed it was too much for me.

Oh…I ached to see him. It was like a huge cloud hovered over me. Was I making the biggest mistake of my life? I didn’t know. I just needed time away from him to think.


I heard a tap on my door and my pulse quickened. Was it Charlie? I knew if I saw him, I’d cave. I wasn’t in the right emotional state to do anything rational.

Luckily, it was James.

I didn’t want to see him either. Behind all of it, I kind of blamed him for making Charlie jealous even though I knew that wasn’t right. It wasn’t James’ fault.

“Hello, Lexie.”

I only nodded at him, looking away.


“I…uh…wanted to tell you that you can stay. I’m getting a place to myself, so…I won’t be in the way anymore.”


I shook my head. James was so thoughtful. See? Charlie didn’t have anything to worry about. James was just my friend. Ugh. I wanted to shout at him again. But it wouldn’t help. No matter what I did, he’d only view James as a rival. “That’s okay, James, but I’ve got to get out of here. Thanks though.”


I said goodbye and left, rushing away before I changed my mind. Dad wanted me to stay with him for a while. I needed to go home.


When I saw my dad, all my bravery shattered, and I crumpled into his arms. Dads were the best when you felt the worst.


I took some time off from work and decided to get a little bonding in with my bro. Too bad the little urchin was such a demon. Always getting into trouble. I had to watch him 24-7.


Oh. My. GOD! And he was about to eat his slimy, dirty BOOGERS!


“You better not, Bray,” I yelled, cringing.


As if to spite me, he plopped that bad boy in his mouth.



I scooped him up. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”


I felt like all those germs caked on his body went creeping up my hands just touching the toddling bucket of bacteria. I shuddered. So much for bro bonding.


“I think it’s time to see Daddy.” Dad could deal with him. Not me!


It didn’t go any better at Mom’s place. So I tried really hard to be a sweet loving sibling to my baby sister, Rylie.


“Aww…see that, Lexie? She adores you already,” Mom lied.


But Rylie wasn’t fooling me. We were going to have to really watch this kid when she grew up. The girl was wicked smart. She already knew at this tiny age I was bad with kids. I even tried to kiss her, and she made a face like “Help! Get me away from her!”

You gotta like that sass. I fell in love with her right away.


Then I gave her back to Mom.

Things settled down a bit and I felt a little better about things. Or so I thought. Dad brought home a few magazines to show me. He thought I should be prepared.

Can anyone say I SOOOOO hate the press? Because I do.




The covers were bad enough. But the articles made me sound like some sinister, gold digging whore whose sole purpose was to win the hearts of as many Heartthrobs as I could and cut them off without reason. (A power play on my part. Something all Throbbers will never forgive me for.) Thank GOD I had an FBI agent as a father. He used undercover agents to ferry me to and from work.

But the worst of it wasn’t over.

Noah came to my desk with a worried face.


“What’s wrong, Noah? Do you need some help?”


“Boss wants to see you.”


Uh oh. There were only two things Cruella DeVil ever summoned people to her office for. She was either going to promote you or fire you. Noah had the guilty look of a person who knew too much. And it certainly wasn’t good.

“Shit,” I whispered, swallowing.


I’d never been to the woman’s office. Never wanted to make a visit even for a promotion.  If I wasn’t so petrified, I would have said I liked decor and commented about the artwork. I also would have noticed there was an abundance of women crying in the paintings. I should have taken that as a dubious omen. But I was clueless.


As I entered, my boss acted as if I wasn’t there. I stood awkwardly for at least five excruciating minutes, trying to give her space.


Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and cleared my throat. “Er…you wanted to see me?”


She nodded and motioned me to sit. Then she went into a diatribe about how she’s worked so hard to bring Chicken Tooth Animation up where it is today and how she started in the animation biz as nothing but an unpaid intern without a nickel to her name. She blabbed so much about her professional life that I wondered what exactly she wanted to see me for. Then she ended with, “…and so, Alexis, we, as in the board of directors and I, feel it’s in the best interest of everyone at Chicken Tooth Animation to allow you to fly like I did.”


My brain was having a hard time taking in everything. I was so confused. Was she promoting me or firing me? It could have gone either way with that vague sentence. “Huh?” was all I could muster.


“In other words, we think it’s best if you left our small potatoes operation and used your talents elsewhere. We have no doubt you’ll do well and we’ll give you a hearty recommendation.”


She was firing me. Damn. I didn’t even ask for a better explanation because deep in my gut, I knew. All the turmoil of my very public private life had filtered in and now that I was a blight on everyone’s radar, even my little animation studio wanted nothing to do with me.


I tried to get hired elsewhere, but no one wanted me. I couldn’t blame them. Chicken Tooth Animation had to up their security when those damned rags hit. And to be associated with me meant trouble.

But there was one place where my troubles were actually a bonus. In fact, when I asked my agent for more work, he was almost salivating. Seemed my association as Charlie’s ex gave me “star” power. Even if it was bad press, I was a known quantity.


And so…as much as I hated it, I took up modeling full time.


As the weeks turned into months, a sort of resentment I’d fostered toward Charlie turned into something else. I was no longer that timid weak little geek who’d escaped from the tiniest hint of stress.

I was Alexis Bianca Day.

Ready to take on the world (and a mountain of Throbbers if I had to).

Bring it, bitches.















Chapter 5.45


Everyone went their separate ways, visiting different areas. I knew I needed to have some alone time with Lexie. But damn the park wasn’t big enough to hide. I was constantly having to watch that asshole James parade around and act like Jenny this whole fucking time.

I was sick of it.


Colin was right. James “became” Jenny just so he could get closer to Lexie. And she ate it up, always laughing at his antics.

I watched as he pretended he wanted some goofy onion plush from a video game I’d never heard of. Why was he acting like a girl when no one but Colin was around? Was he gay? If he was, that’d solve all my problems. But I knew he wasn’t.


He was trying desperately to get Lexie’s attention. Half the time it worked.


“What the fuck is Colin doing? James can get the stuffed doll himself,” I muttered. “He’s not helpless.”


Lexie tapped on the game controller. “Hmm? What did you say, babe?” she asked.


Feelings of anger flooded me just watching Colin getting upset when he failed to grab the doll for James.


“They’re acting like they’re dating. It’s disgusting.” I hated the sight of the two of them. Mostly, just James. He was such a poser.


Lexie stopped what she was doing and folded her arms. “What the hell would be wrong if they were dating?”


“Are you serious? James isn’t a girl, Lexie. And they’re acting like he is.”


Her eyebrows drew together angrily. “What is wrong with James acting like a girl? He happens to like dressing in drag.”


“Because he’s pretending. He’s doing it for you. He’s not really like that. It’s all some fucking game to him.”


“Oh my God, not this again. You’re jealous? Because James likes to go out in drag? For your information, he’s the most famous out of anyone here and has to protect himself. I met him as Jenny when he didn’t even know who I was. He’s not doing it to get my attention.”




Finally, after Colin and I nearly spent a hundred bucks trying to get the damned onion plush, one actually didn’t slip off the claw, so it was able to drop the toy in the shoot and tumble out. “Come here, little guy. Lexie is going to love you!” I wanted to give it to Lex since it was a toy from one of her favorite video games — Underwitch.

“Man…you think it would have been easier to order it online, though, huh?” Colin said.

“Yeah, but what’s the fun in that, bro?”


A little ways from us, I heard shouting.

“I can’t believe I’m hearing this!” Lexie yelled. “It’s like I don’t know who you are anymore.”

I pointed. “Are…those two fighting?” I wondered why. They were all kissy kissy only about an hour ago.


Charlie tried to hold her arm but she ripped it away and said, “Don’t touch me!”

“Whoa, dude. Something’s up,” Colin said.

I wanted to go over there, but knew I couldn’t. I hated seeing Lexie upset.




Fuck! I didn’t want to do this here. But she was constantly flirting with James and paying so much attention to him that I couldn’t help it. I lashed out at her. And it all blew up in my face.

“Come back, Lexie. I’m sorry.” I had to chase her down to the other end of the park.


“I can’t believe you said that. I just can’t…” I heard muffled sobs.


Closing my eyes, I tried to backpedal. Somehow I got so angry, I called James some names I’m not proud of but…she just didn’t get how I felt. “Listen…maybe we need some time. Away. I…just think you need to distance yourself from James.”


Whipping around, she put her hands on her hips. “You mean you want me to choose. Is that it? Get rid of my friendship with James so you won’t get jealous. But I’ll tell you this. I was friends with James way before I met you. I will never give that up. Do you hear me?You’re just going to have to deal with it or…”


Her words slapped me hard. “Or what?” I barely heard my voice. I knew her answer.


“Do you want to make me say it, Charlie? Fine. Or find yourself another girlfriend who doesn’t have a guy friend who’s a little different. Who doesn’t care if her son or daughter dresses up in gender specific clothing and one who’s father isn’t gay. That’s what’s bugging you anyway, isn’t it? I never thought I’d ever date someone who’s homophobic but you had me fooled.”


Her words stung. “I’m not homophobic. How dare you say that? It’s having a girlfriend who flirts with one of my friends right in front of me like some cheap…” I stopped myself and gritted my teeth.


Shock etched her face as if I’d struck her. “Go fuck yourself, Charlie.”


Damn. Why wasn’t there a rewind button in life? I could have used one at that moment.

Immediately, I rushed to her side. “I’m sorry, baby. I don’t know why I said that. I didn’t mean it. I just…maybe if we got you an apartment, and I could spend half my time there, things would be different. I’d have to stay at the penthouse for work, but we could have a place of our own. That would help.”


She cried into her hands, not talking. It crushed me to see her like that. Why did I say a word? I could have just left it alone. She loved me. I knew it, but…things had to change.


I tried to take one of her hands, but she jerked it away. “Don’t, Charlie.”


Holding her face, I said, “Come on, Lexie. Don’t do this. Don’t shut me out. I’m sorry I yelled. I just got so angry. I’ll do anything to make it up to you. I love you.”

“No…” She sniffed then swallowed, shaking her head. She looked away for a while, tears welling up in her eyes.

Every nerve was on fire for me. I felt like I was in a nightmare, not able to wake up. “Please, baby. Talk to me. You’re scaring me.”

Shaking her head again, she finally said, “I…um…I can’t.” Wiping her face, she said, “Every time I hang out with James this will happen. You have to have things your way. I can’t live like this.” She pulled my hand away.




My heart was crushed like someone had stomped all over it, making sure it was a hideous pile of bleeding pulp. How could Charlie say all those awful things? I never would even think about calling him a name or controlling him or forcing him to choose between me and one of my friends. He hung out with Dom sometimes. And she had a super ginormous crush on him. Did I care? NO!


I could feel this coming, but I ignored the warning signs. Mom always told me I lived in my own little world sometimes, believing what I wanted to without seeing reality. She said one day it might come and bite me so I needed to pull my head out.

I didn’t understand her until now.










Chapter 5.44


Dark clouds loomed over Cotton Candy park. I hoped it wasn’t going to rain because next to geek fest, I pretty much ADORED going to theme parks. With all the fun rides and junk food I could stuff in my face, I’d feel like I’d gone straight to heaven. Plus, we’d get it to ourselves. That’s the bonus of 1. having a famous boyfriend who would get mobbed if we went with the masses and 2. having a boyfriend with RICH parents who owned it and could black out the day for us.


“So what are we going to ride first, huh, babe?” I asked. “I like FAST rollercoasters the best.” I knew I was blabbing a mile a minute, but Charlie didn’t seem to care.


“My folks’ park only has one fast coaster, but I think you’ll like it. We can ride it first, if you wish.”

Aww…he was so sweet. I kissed his cheek and he smiled.


Once we entered, I searched around for the highest coaster, but it was all the way in the back of the park. James decided he wasn’t comfortable running around outside as himself (because he worried even the workers would freak out when they saw him) so he dressed as Jenny. Secretly, I loved when he did that. He was so funny when he acted like her.

Stopping in front of a photo booth, he said, “Hmm…I wonder who’s more photogenic. Me or you now that you’re a professional model.”

I laughed. “You know no one is as pretty as you are, Jenny.” I could feed James’ ego with the best of them. He’d take the bait and say something even more hilarious.


Slapping his face, he said, “Darling! But I think you are, so there’s only one way to find out.”




I’d never seen Lexie more excited. She talked and kissed me before, during and after the flight to Brindleton Bay. But…as soon as we arrived at the park, she ran off with James. I tried not to get angry or jealous, but just watching them pissed the hell out of me.

Colin stepped next to me and said, “It’s been six months, dude, and things haven’t changed.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.


“Do I have to spell it out? James is still in love with Lexie. Look at him. Why do you think he dressed as Jenny? So he can ‘pretend’ he’s a girl and get all handsy.”





I laughed at James, looking all cute and coy. He probably would win so I decided to switch tactics. “I sooo wouldn’t get in that booth with you, Jenny. It wouldn’t be fair. You’re right. I’ve been trained to make the camera love me.”


“Really? Hmm…” He cocked his head. “What’ll you give me if I win?”


“You’re not winning because I’m not going in there. Photo booths take shitty pictures. Everyone knows that.”


He turned around and said, “Oh, honey, then you’d miss getting a pic of this beautiful ass. I’d win hands down.”




Colin was known for starting shit. And I couldn’t feed into my jealousy. “Who’s bed was Lexie sleeping in last night? It sure as hell wasn’t James’.”

“Dude,” Colin countered. “Who’s getting yanked into that photo booth over there? Alone?”


I lifted my eyes and saw James pulling Lexie into the booth.


“Ack!” Lexie yelled.




James and I got in one picture then Charlie, huffing and puffing from running, forced everyone inside.

“Good God, people. I’m sweating my foundation off!” James said. “I think this booth was only made for two.”

I playfully put up some red glasses on Charlie. Has anyone ever died of a cute-attack? Omg, my boyfriend was dreamy!


Next thing I knew, Charlie nudged James toward the back and said, “Out of the way, Sanderson. It’s my turn with my girl.” He wrapped his arm around me in a tight hug, making me almost gag.

“Watch it, babe. You’re choking me!” I said.


I was right about one thing. Photo booth pictures sucked.


Next, Charlie took my hand and led me over to the Jurassic Jungle Coaster. James and Colin followed. The coaster clickety clacked as we inched toward the top. And Oh. My. GOD! The view of Brindleton Bay was spectacular in the fall.


Suddenly, my stomach plunged as we free-fell down the track. I raised my arms, feeling giddy. “WEE!” The cool air rushed over my face as the coaster roared.

What a rush! James screamed louder than anyone.


Before we knew it, the ride ended. I couldn’t help but giggle. “Again!” I cried.


I looked over to see James holding Colin’s hand.


“Babe, I didn’t know you wanted me that badly,” Colin said in a sultry tone. “Wait until we get back at the hotel, at least.”


James smacked Colin hard. “Cut it out, loser. Touch me again and I’ll blacken your eye.”


Those two. I wondered how James stayed friends with Colin. It seemed like Colin was always making lewd comments to him. But then, I guessed James was used to his type of humor.

“Want to go on the carousel next, Lexie?” Charlie asked, interrupting my thoughts. “My parents bought a rare carousel made with glass horses. It’s my mother’s favorite thing in the park.”


At the beautiful, old timey carousel, the charming circus type music plinked along as the horses slowly slid up and down. I nuzzled Charlie, peppering him with kisses. This was the most romantic idea he’d ever had.

The day couldn’t get any more perfect.











Chapter 5.43


When I saw my mother’s name flicker on my phone, I almost didn’t pick up because I knew she’d pepper me with questions about Lexie. Questions I honestly didn’t want to answer. “Hello, Mom. Listen, I don’t have a lot of time to…”


“How’s my favorite son?” she cut in with her prying voice. The thing she really wanted to know was, When are you going to ask Lexie to marry you, son? Your father and I want grandchildren! We’re not getting any younger, you know. And your sister keeps insisting that she won’t ruin her body for a sticky fingered parasite. You’re our only hope!


“I’m busy, so I just…”


“Not busy enough for your dear sweet mama? How’s Lexie? When is she going to visit us? Your father has a business meeting in Lucky Palms this weekend but after that, we’re spending our time in Brindleton Bay. Why don’t you get the boys and Lexie and some of her friends to come out? We’ll black out the park for a day. Wouldn’t you like that?”


I covered my face. I didn’t want to deal with a visit to my parents. And I certainly didn’t want to bring everyone. “Listen…about Lexie…I…” I stopped, not able to finish.

“Oh, Charlie, what’s wrong? Did you have another argument?”


I didn’t know how to answer that. Ever since our fight about her modeling job, things haven’t been the same. And it seemed as if her friendship with James was growing stronger by the second.

Last week, we were all hanging out, eating potato chips, and talking.


Maddox suddenly looked up while Lexie and I bickered about which chips tasted the best. I hated any kind of spice on mine, but she insisted I eat some of her flaming hot ones. Maddox told me later James had come up behind Lexie.


Out of the blue, James stole one of Lexie’s chips.


She yelled, “Hey, give it back!”


Then flopped over the couch. They both laughed about it for days–James making fun of her and Lexie playing it off in her sarcastic way.

It looked like flirting.


But when I brought it up to Lexie, she accused me of being ridiculous and jealous. I couldn’t win.

And then this morning, I noticed them together again. And what I saw launched a sickness in the pit of my gut.


They were talking about what it was like to live with parents that weren’t together. Something I couldn’t understand because my parents still acted like newlyweds even after thirty years.


And all those jealous feelings resurfaced. I was seething.


Lexie never confided in me like this. I had no idea she felt alone and lost when her uncle left her father for all those years. And then I didn’t know she resented them having yet another baby, this time triplets. She didn’t tell me anything.

But she unloaded on James, sitting with him on pillows in front of a fire.


I had to get her out of here or I was going to lose her. I knew it.


Unfortunately, I couldn’t confess this to my mother. So I relented. “Fine. We’ll come out this weekend. I’m sure Lexie would like to visit your theme park and Brindleton Bay.”


“Good. Can’t wait to see the both of you! Bye, son! I love you!”




Oh. My. GOD!

I was witnessing the sweetest, coolest, geekiest wedding of the century! My chest was going to explode in heart emoji’s at any second!

And Charlie made it possible. I had the most thoughtful boyfriend on the planet. I loved him so much!


He got the idea when we were all chilling in the kitchen. Before we knew it, Reese got down on one knee and proposed!


I told Charlie that Reese and Copper had met at Hero Bowling Alley a few years ago. So he said wouldn’t it be cool if they had their wedding there?


And they agreed!

So, fast forward a few weeks, they decked themselves out in Super Serafina Stardust outfits. (From her latest movie, btw. I didn’t even own that suit yet.)


Charlie had rented out the bowling alley as a wedding gift.


The women looked amazing. And their vows turned on the waterworks for everyone!


As I watched them kiss, I knew right then that was what I’d wanted. To get married and live with the love of my life in a house. Away from the city. And maybe…just maybe in time (when I got used to the idea), we’d squirt out a kid or two (most likely when I hit my thirties and felt my biological clock ticking away).


Reese and Copper looked so happy.


I wondered if Charlie was thinking the same thing. (And then my mind wandered to how our children were going to look. Like they’d have his beautiful almond shaped eyes with my Pongan coloring. At least I’d hoped.)

We were going to visit his family this weekend, too. Oh GOD! What if he was going to pop the question? It’d be the perfect time. I loved theme parks. His family built one in Brindleton Bay a few years ago. God, they were beyond wealthy (which freaked me out sometimes).

I couldn’t wait to find out!















Chapter 5.42


Sexual situations.  NSFW



Lexie and I stood, staring at each other a little too long.


And then she broke the magic and hugged me.


Can’t say I wasn’t disappointed. I’d wanted a kiss. But Lexie didn’t feel that way about me. It was clear. I needed to get over her and move on. I was happy about our friendship, though, and would do everything to get even closer to her. I’d missed this.


After she’d forced me to buy a bunch of stuff at the men’s clothing store, I said, “Want to get some coffee? It’s getting freaking cold out here.”


Suddenly she stopped and made a face that prickled my hair under the wig.


Trailing my gaze to match hers, my mouth fell open. “Fuck,” I whispered.


“What the hell? Why is my face on top of the mall?” she yelled.


It was her face. Big and bold. No doubt she was going to hear about it on social media. Tsui was in a shitload of trouble now.


“Listen, Lexie, I’m sure Charlie didn’t think your pictures would be used for a huge company like Kavin Lein. You might want to talk to your agent.”


“Charlie?” she asked. “What the hell does Charlie have to do with it?”

Oh fuck. She didn’t know. I tried to backtrack, but she wasn’t going to let me off until I spilled.




Seething was an understatement after I heard what Charlie pulled. And under my nose. Without telling me! Not once!

I slammed the door when I got home.

“Hey, baby,” Charlie said. “Where have you been? I missed you. My mom and dad say hi. They want you to visit next time, too.”


Everything inside me sizzled, and I unleashed my fury. “Please tell me you weren’t the one who got me that modeling job.”

His eyes revealed all.

I glared. “Why? Why the FUCK couldn’t you be honest with me? You let me believe I got this job all on my own. That some rando stranger thought I was pretty and wanted to photograph me and pay me enough in six months what I’d make in six years at the animation studio. The dude said it was just for some minor catalogs. I must have rocks for brains. God, how could I be so stupid!”

Charlie tried to put his arms around me, but I swatted them off. “Don’t touch me. Just leave me the hell alone.”


I wanted to push past him, but he pulled my arm and said, “Let me explain. Please, Lexie.”

Taking me to the kitchen, I sat on the stool as he paced for a bit then settled down, inhaling slow, deep breaths. “I…was going to tell you. I was. But…would you have taken the job if you knew I’d pulled strings? Be honest.”


Fiddling with my fingers, my anger was replaced with sadness. This whole situation sucked. My famous boyfriend got me a job that paid so much for so little time. It seemed like the solution to my troubles. But he couldn’t be honest with me because he didn’t trust he could talk me into it.

Shaking my head, I said, “You didn’t even give me a chance, though, Charlie. I might have.”


“That’s not true and you know it. What about the visual artist job I’d gotten for you? You turned that down cold.”


“Because I don’t like to draw as much as I like to do 3-D models. God! If you have a good idea, I’ll listen to it. It might seem like I have an ego the size of San Myshuno, but I don’t. And it hurts that you feel the need to go behind my back to solve my problems. If you want my ass out of here, all you have to do is say the word. I’ll go live with my mom or dad and hide behind sunglasses and wigs. I don’t need a damn thing from you!”


“That’s not it and you know it. Where were you today? I saw James come in with his wig. Were you with him?”


I crossed my arms. “So what if I was? Don’t you trust me?”


“Don’t you get it, Lexie? I want you away from him.”


“You don’t trust me. Fine. I’ll leave asap and get out of your hair.”

“That’s not what I want at all.”


“Then what do you fucking want, Charlie? Because I will not have you lie to me.”

I got to my feet and tried to run away, but Charlie shot over and clung to me. “Baby, I’m sorry,” he whispered, his head rubbing my face. “I shouldn’t have lied. I love you so much. I don’t want you to leave.”

And like so many times before, all it took was his touch to bleed out every angry feeling, turning me into mush.

I loved Charlie. He was the bacon to my eggs. We belonged together. I just wished it didn’t seem like we were getting charred on the stove.


That night, Charlie showed me how much he loved me, telling me over and over how much he cared for me.


And he soothed me with his touch and his kisses.

Gazing at him, I knew he was all I’d wanted. Why should I have gotten so mad at him? He had a good reason not to tell me about the job. I could be a stubborn ass at times.


We made love with incredible passion that night. Make up sex was the best!

As I nestled into his arms afterwards, I decided this was how we’d be forever. He was my man. My dream guy. I knew that from the moment I saw him on stage.

I didn’t want anyone else.

I wished he understood that. He didn’t need to be jealous about my friendship with James.